Guy gets off the plane at SeaTac, and it’s raining. … He checks into his hotel, and next morning it’s still raining. … Next day, same thing. And the next. … A week later he’s waiting for a cab to take him back to the airport — and, would you believe it, it’s still raining. … He spots a paperboy in the lobby. “Kid,” he says, “doesn’t it ever stop raining around here?” … “How should I know,” says the kid. “I’m only 12.”…